Mr. Pig got such a kick out ov hearin' about a picture that was in our old album, he suggested that ah Blog about it. So here goes:
De boy in de picture that Mr. Pig saw is someone I'll call "Mystery," and when ah was seventeen, Mystery used to be at mi gate some afternoons--mi Grandma was a STRICT person. He was okay, in general--but what De Piggy really liked about him was his mischievous look that hinted at RUDE knowledge. We hung out at de plazas (de mall) most Saturday afternoons after ah completed mi chores, and although we called ourselves boyfriend & girlfriend we were pretty platonic, until he came up wif de bright idea that it was time he and De Piggy French-kissed. (He knew a lot about stuff like that--RUDE knowledge.) Anyway, that day he did some-fing that made mi believe ah was madly in love wif him. (Ah won't say what he did, 'cause it was so SILLY--mi husband laughed 'til he almost rolled off de couch and kept askin' me to repeat it when ah told him about that.) Anyway, Mystery said what he said and did what he did, and ah was SURE that ah loved him, and that he'd be mi number one in more ways than one. He said as much to some ov de boys at his school, and I'd been sayin' as much to a few ov de girls from mi school. But those plans were not to be; ah soon found out that Mystery'd had another girlfriend all along. (He denied de other relationship to de very end, and even tried to embarrass de poor girl into sayin' that they'd long been broken up--such a lost cause.)
Anyway, this just goes to show how puppy love can really be mongrel love, and how silly we were as youngsters. In front ov him, de girl said what he wanted her to say; then as soon as his back was turned, she admitted that she and he were still together. Ov course, De Piggy run him! It all turned out very well for mi though, 'cause for years now I've had somebody who's far more interestin'--Mr. Pig! ;^) Yeah, Bybee!!
Ah thought ov throwin' de picture out, but "Keep de picture," Mr. Pig said. "A part a life. A history." And ah guess it is, 'cause now I've written about it. Enjoy de rest ov your day, luv!
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9 comments:
nice story,i agree wid mr pig ya doan need ta throw it away it makes for making some of those old memories real vivid.
but how come ya only tell we half de story doah. I wanta kno wha the fella do dat win ya ova so easy cause I got a 'friend' dat need sum advice lol.
Jdid, that part too embarrassin', man, ah couldn't tell your "friend" (lol) what Mystery did--suffice to say, ah was kind ov a late bloomer so ah was somewhat naive--and when yu so naive, even foolishness can seem impressive! (Ah know yu got several anthologies in ya; add a verse 'bout that kinda naivete in de 2005 Volume ov "Jdid poetry!")
Come on Mel,spill it nuh!We promise not to laugh.
Kami, when ah figure out how to phrase it so that it doan sound too embarrassin' ah might write a post about it. :-)
Lol,I waiting.I sure we have similar stories.
True, Kami. (lol) If you'd post a bit ov yours, maybe I'd post this bit ov mine!
dont let abeni trick ya into revealing ya secret. keep ya mout shut. sum things shud remain secret lol
Jdid, Kami would honour de deal, man. Kami, after you post yours . . . ;-)
Sunshine! (lol) Yu hear Jdid's wise words: secrets are secrets. I'm sparin' you guys de silliness ov this "secret" though.
Lol.Well mail us then.
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